Qin Fengming's scalp tingled a little.
He had not expected the Qingqiu Fox Sect to be such a super sect. Two True Immortal Mighties and twenty or thirty Golden Immortal existences—placed in any region, that was a top-tier force.
No wonder those cultivators had been shocked the moment they saw he was human, and had urged him to leave.
The Spirit Race, to the Demon Race, referred to any intelligent race that walked upright; humans were only one among them. Although the Old Ancestor of the Qingqiu Fox Sect might not necessarily have been humiliated by human cultivators, she had clearly counted it against the entire Spirit Race, and humans naturally were no exception.
"I want to know which direction Yunteng City is in, and how far it is from here?" Qin Fengming was not panicked. He looked at the Burly Man and continued asking.
"Yunteng City? That's very far from here. It would take three or four years of travel to reach it. Head southwest from here, and you'll arrive at Yunteng City." The other cultivators were at a loss, but the Burly Man clearly had more experience, and immediately replied.
"Very well. These ten immortal Spirit Stones are for you."
Qin Fengming knew that even if he asked more, he could not obtain much valuable information, so he spoke. As his words fell, he was about to fly away.
Yet at that moment, another wave of cultivators in the distance came flying rapidly toward this place.
When he saw the approaching group, the Burly Man's face abruptly changed drastically. He put away the immortal Spirit Stones, and a shout rang out right after: "Fei Hao and the others are chasing us! Let's go, quickly."
The Burly Man led everyone as they rose one after another and sped away